But when Lyn tried to trim it for me, there were all these bald spots already there. Now considering that I had chemotherapy that ended in March of 2016, it makes sense that it may not have all grown back correctly. But that isn't the case. These bald spots were not there when she last trimmed it. Actually, it looked perfect at that time. But I wanted to go shorter this time, since it's getting to be summertime in Denver. As she cut it though, there were all these strange patchy spots, especially at the front and on the sides. There was also a bit of a patch around the crown, too, where the worst of my hair tangles have been. I was standing in front of the mirror with a horrible looking bowl-cut.
At that point the only way it wouldn't look like hell was just to take it all off. I hesitated for a moment because I really didn't want to be bald again. Now, I've been bald before due to the cancer treatments. So I'm really sensitive about it because it takes me back to that. Still, I honestly don't care for myself looking completely bald. Other people seem to really like it, though. My aunt goes as far to call it my "victory" look.
Also, recently I've been looking for work to bring in a bit of extra income. As for potential job interviews and such, it won't hurt my chances being bald. That much is certain. But that has nothing to do with it. I looked and felt like crap, so at least I don't look like crap anymore. I will also say that I've enjoyed the complete lack of maintenance. Besides, I don't really have to look at myself that much. The rest of the world has to look at me, as it is. And Lyn has always loved the look on me, so that's probably the only opinion that matters anyway.
So it's probably that I'm actually going bald anyway. I am two weeks away from my 29th birthday. I do have a family history of baldness. I'll survive. But my hair obviously won't!